Susanne went off to the yoga room while matt and I went to the wrestling room for a circuit training class. We arrived a few minutes early and I introduced matt to some of the other members and made idle conversation. While everyone waited for the class to begin I grabbed a bottle of water for myself and one for matt. As we drank before we started the class I looked around the room. Most of the people were naked and a few had chastity devices like us. A few were moderately clothed in basic workout gear, sports bra, running shorts, or spandex shorts.
The person running the class entered in his easily identified with the purple tank top with the word "TRAINER" on the front. He wore black spandex probably to give himself the feeling of superiority since his chiseled body suggested he did not need to be shy or embarrassed. When he spoke it was all business and professional, "Alright people we are here to workout and it is my job to ensure you get the most out of it. Let's see 26 of you 10 stations 3 people per station 4 will be in groups of 2." He blew his whistle which brings most people who were high school athletes to the day the coach would tell them to hustle and the sound of the whistle to stop was the worst thing ever.
Most of us got to our stations quickly but others not quick enough and we heard the whistle blow again. "Too slow every one in push-up position. Twenty-five push-ups my count." The trainer got in position as well. The push-ups themselves are not difficult but he usually holds the down position for 10 to 15 seconds before returning to the up position only to return to the down position to hold again for 10 to 15 seconds. That was the kind of conditioning that makes the arms shake and most fell out after about 12 but kept trying to continue to push themselves for improvement. "Move to your stations with purpose this time!"
Our first station was the medicine ball squat and throw to your partner. Ours was a little off because we added a third person. A sexy fake boobed bleach blonde who I never actually met but I think works as an exotic dancer. At least used to work as an exotic dancer at least she might have with the nice breast enhancement that she received. She was in her sports bra that did its best to contain her massive tits. She has several tattoos a full right arm sleeve, the tramp stamp tribal design and various styles on her legs.
She must truly enjoy the sensation of the needle on flesh but permanent marking is not something I am into so my skin remains unmarked by ink. At first I am focused on the exercise enjoying the burn in my muscles. As we move from station to station I notice she is making it more of a point to draw attention to her showing off her tight tattooed body with big fake 38DD boobs bouncing around despite the use of a sports bra.
After a few stations of lunges, planks, straight leg sit-ups, box jumps, and burpees with one minute at each station we arrived at jump rope. Normally I am pretty good with controlling my urges but watching this woman bounce up and down caused me to focus on her massive confined boobs. I think she sadistically and purposefully grouped up with two men in chastity to torment us. This caused me to workout even harder to divert blood to the rest of my body to avoid a painful attempt at an erection. However matt was not so lucky his massive cock was trying to break free. He remained confined to his plastic prison and the bouncing from the exercise probably was not helping the situation and he doubled over in pain.
A few others came over to investigate I waved them off and explained it is his first day in chastity and he is also new to the club so please give him some space. Most chuckled and others laughed and they went back to working out. The woman tried to help matt back to his feet but he pulled his arm from her grip like a pouty child. He looked at me and asked if I could remove him from chastity with the spare key that Mistress Kathryn gave me.
I looked him dead in the eye and told him that was not going to happen. "Mistress Kathryn gave me the spare for emergencies only and this does not qualify."
The woman apologized for causing his predicament not realizing he never truly experienced chastity before. She explained that she is a natural exhibitionist and loves to be watched by people which is why she was drawn to the adult entertainment industry first as a stripper then as an adult film star. Over the recent months since she was asked to join by a generous member she likes new challenges and adventures. When she saw us she couldn't resist she just had to tease and torment us by working out in our group. She loves the idea of male chastity and is intrigued by men who have given up control of their orgasm to someone else and is on the lookout for like minded individuals.
I suggested to matt to work out harder and take his mind off his confined cock. The three of us went back to working out. I could see matt was in obvious discomfort but eventually it subsided. As we continued our workout a few times the discomfort showed on matt's face, but unlike the first time he did not stop. It must be true agony for a man like him to see all this temptations of the flesh and not be able to masturbate. I did not mention that it will only get worse in the coming weeks. Knowing that Mistress Kathryn is probably going to teach Susanne all she knows about teasing and denying a male slave's orgasm and only letting them cum after they truly are under their Mistress's control. For matt the real torment has not even begun.
After we completed our workouts and ended the class it was about a hour until our appointment so I decided to take matt to the weight room to help build his muscles after his cardio. We entered and several of the muscular people lifting weights took notice of both our chastity devices and some showed sympathy others like we were pieces of meat. Most were naked except for the ones dressed in a leather harness all doing various muscle building exercises either lifting or spotting. It was nice to be in an environment where men and women can workout at not be judged on anything more than their lack of effort.
We decided to start on the bench press station that no one was using. I placed a 45 pound plate on either side of the empty bar and spotted matt while he did as many reps as he could. Then I put two more 45 pound plates on either side and had matt spot me. We continued for five sets going until we could no longer feel our arms. We removed the plates and I thoroughly wiped down the bench.
After a few other stations I noticed we had just enough time to get a protein smoothie and get to the appointment. It is a new experience going into a place where the servers are semi clothed and the patrons are mostly in the nude, but health codes exist for a reason.
The line for the blended beverages wasn't too long and the woman in front of us was inquiring what matt, a new potential member thought of our little social club. The more the woman talked the more I looked her over she was about 6'2" with light skin tone and the farmers tan around her upper arm and neck line. She was in her mid fifties and very thick not overly fat just broad shouldered and had a very bull dyke appeal to her with her buzz cut gray hair. Not to be surprised if she told me she worked construction or did long haul trucking I know it is a bit cliché but the profile fits. Her name was Maddy and she and two of her slaves just recently became members and she pointed them out to us sitting at a nearby table.
Her two slaves a man and a woman both looking to be in their early twenties looked very small sitting at the table. She was very petite with long blonde hair. He was what could only be described as a twink with short brown hair. They were both locked in metal chastity devices around the waist. Both were wearing pony gear probably having just been at the track. I wonder if she is planning on entering the pony cart race and she was taking these slaves for a trial run. It is clear she exerts mental, physical, sexual, financial, and emotional dominance over them and decides their every aspect of life like an overly controlling parent. Some slaves like not having any decision in life but it is human nature to grow and develop so those relationships sometimes end badly.
As I was day dreaming about the unfortunate nature of these two the line had moved and matt and I were next. I snapped back to reality and ordered right after matt and had them put it on my membership account number since matt had yet to have one set up. While we waited matt asked what that was about and I had to explain that some members try to "recruit" slaves into their stable or harem or whatever name they put on their group of slaves. Two uncollared chastity slaves are prime targets for some and I told him to be careful because if he ever ended up on the auction block she might want to take advantage of owning him.
After we grabbed our drinks we started toward the shower to rinse the sweat off before going to the spa area. The showers were unisex so it was not uncommon to see people having either playful washing or full on orgy depending on the occupants. Today was no exception two men and a woman were actively cleaning each other off from whatever activity they did before coming to clean off. They seemed to be enjoying themselves so matt and I cleaned up.
